HELLO YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE THAT ARE INVISIBLE AND REFUSE TO COMMENT! LOL JK WE PUT THIS UP LIKE A DAY OR TWO AGO SO FAR I HAVE 4 READS AND NO COMMENTS, SO I'M GOING TO POST THE SECTION I WANT TO WHILE KIRSTEN IS ASLEEP! THIS IS JULIA BTW KIRSTY WILL POST IN BOLD FOR HER AUTHOR'S NOTES. ANYWHOO, ON WITH THE GLORIOUS TALE OF MINE(KIRSTEN GETS 12% CREDIT FOR NOT WAKING UP WHILE I'M TYPING TROLOLOL)
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"Jazzy, wake your butt up! I have food waiting for you by the way." Gracie said quietly. I sprang out of bed at the speed of light.
"FOOD GIVE ME FOOD I LIKE FOOD!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Grace glided out of my room well, gracefully. See what I did there? Huh? Huh? Do ya? Do ya? No? Tough crowd. Guessing y'all are humorless bitches like HER. More to come on the story, later in life.
BACK ON TOPIC NOW. I raced out of my room into our tiny kitchen to see nothing, not even a napkin.
"GRACE DELILAH WHERE IS MY FOOD?" I shouted into the bathroom, knowing she was pulling out her makeup for her photoshoot later today. Yup, my little Gracie is a model. I'm her stylist, because she refuses to let anybody else touch her hair.
"In the cabinet, of course! I didn't have time to make you breakfast, we're running late, Teen Vogue is going to KILL us! Grab a poptart so I can be there on time!" she shouted back. My attitude rubbed off on her, poor interviewer girl. I pulled out a S'mores poptart, and then ran to get a quick shower, get dressed, and do my makeup. I wore a grey sweater that says 'Super Awesome' with black leggings and blue bangles. I also wore my blue charm bracelet that Grace got me for Christmas. I then put my hair into a messy topknot, and put on a dark pink lipstick and minimal amounts of mascara. I ran out of my room to see Grace clutching a luggage bag with the clothes and makeup for the shoot. We skipped out the door and into my car, because Grace can't drive so she can save her energy for the poses.
Once we pulled into the building, we saw a large crowd of girls screaming and sitting out front. We pushed our way through and into the modern building.
"Grace, Jasmine, good to see you got through the girls. We have some... celebrities here other than you, so they managed to attract the crowd." Rakel, the girl at the desk said calmly.
"Who's here? Usually it's just Ari or Katy, but they don't get that many girls." I inquired. Rakel is a friend of ours, and Grace is like Teen Vogue's lead model, so we made friends with most of the celebs that come to talk about the albums they're working on and their lives and changes they go through.
"It's One Direction!" She said excitedly. I mentally facepalmed. Of course. the hottest boyband right now. Grace squealed happily, as did I.
"I've always wanted to meet them, they are so perfect!" She screeched.
"I ant to meet Lou Tresdale soo badly! She's fabulous! And little baby Lux!" I said happily.
"Well, I had no idea anybody knew me!" A voice said from behind me. It was british, and so obviously female. I spun around quickly.
"OhMiGosh, I didn't know you were behind me!"
"I did, it's just really funny when you fangirl in front of celebs' stylists." Grace snickered. I gently whacked her.
"I would hit harder, but I don't have enough makeup to cover a bruise and make you look more flawless if possible!" I scolded. Lou laughed.
"I think there is a slight disadvantage. You know my name, but I don't know yours. Great stylist like you should be more popular." Lou teased.
"Jasmine Rose, Lou. I admire you, the way you make already great boys flawless." (A/N: I DO ADMIRE LOU, I'D LOVE TO BE A STYLIST ~JULIA~)
"Jazzy, babe, I can't believe the boys are here!" Gracie squealed. I saw five figures walk up behind her, and decided to have some fun. Lou nudged me, and we both winked at each other.
"Tell me everything you want to say to them, I want to know, just so I can tease you about it in front of them." I mocked.
"OhMiGod I would say that I adore them and they are perfect and it's great to have them here and then say how much I love them and a bunch of other stuff I can't pull off the top of my head because too much thinking is energy wasting..." She said quickly and lovingly. Lou winked at the boys, and Harry( yes I know their names, I like their music, not just their stylist) walked up to Grace and tapped her on the shoulder.
"It's good to be here!" they all said in unison.
"OMG THAT WAS CREEPY !" Me and Lou shouted. Grace whipped around and saw the boys. She collapsed and I caught her right before she hit the floor. I turned to Rakel.
"That makes 8 times this month." I said slowly.
"Let's take the lift up to the room, we can wake her there." Rakel whispers. Gracie gets paniked easily, and stress adds on, so she faints whenever something happens, usually when she's meeting celebs and they mention her or talk to her. "You people coming with?"
"Can I do her hair pretty please? I promise not to kill the look you're going for!" Lou begs me.
"She's really pissy when other people do her hair, but seeing as she's a 1D fan, she'll probably just have a 'OMG somebody that's come in contact with the boys is touching me' and won't care, so I guess." we all pile onto the lift, and ride up to the fifth floor, where Gracie's panic room/ dressing room is located. Rakel and I laid her on the couch, and then I ran to the sink and got a wet washcloth. I placed it on Grace's forehead.
"Grace, babe, you need to get ready for your shoot." Rakel said softly. Grace didn't move at all.
"My turn." I whispered evilly. Rakel shushed the boys, and grinned widely, knowing exactly what I was going to say. "GRACE DELILAH ONE OF THE PEOPLE HERE STOLE THE LAST OF YOUR RAMEN NOODLES AND ATE HALF OF MY OREOS HELP ME KILL THEM!" I screamed. Grace shot up and pulled on her skirt.
"Which bitch do I need to slap?" She shouted. The boys and Lou laughed.
"Babe let's get you ready for your shoot." I giggled. Grace punched my arm and sat cooperatively in front of the vanity. Time to work my magic.
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